love in the time of cholera is the title of a book and this poem minus the love

you were
one swimmer
in the dark
with a million
sister brothers
flesh bone married
up the river
in the egg delta temple
of the future
and so was i

and now what

lips legs a broken heart
puzzling answers
in whispered whys

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memories' vague scent
sways over synapse trees
the remorse feast gathers
her gnashing teeth on the corpse
for one last marrow morsel
suck of love when all you taste
is cold blood and cursing tongues

somewhere a star emits the last light
everything is dead and
the black hole is born

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you tricked yourself
with self-ness and
together-ness
the one and the many
macro-ed the micro
from nothing to something
till you cared
shared
held someone tight
like it was more
than warmth
release

she said
i'm a vegetarian
hooked you in the mouth
gutted
filleted
fried

you didn't know
she was the kind
that said  people are fish
and fish are vegetables

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i quit the bottle
you quit me
if i start again
will you come back

i'll get drunk
and check back later
when i don't give a fuck
it was him you fucked

         Fuck!

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